Pastu, I was about to solat Subuh. I told him to go downstairs and pakai baju dengan Bibik. He refused and I wasn't planning to budge either. I did my solat and he was there, still, all wrapped up dalam towel, obviously waiting for me. My mood for the day had slowly diminished by then. Okaylah, I'm a good mom so pakai lah dia baju sekolah dia.

And all the while Iman buat perangai pagi tadi, Adam pulak kept on following me high and low. Adoilah anak-anak sekelian, kalau abah ada, elok je behave. The father is somewhere not in Malaysia, btw.

I was driving in foul mood. I reached Menara safely nevertheless. I was thinking. Had I failed him (Iman). He obviously loves me more above anyone else. That is why he insisted everything must be me, maybe.